The sun sinks to darkly light
Where no emotions curl and hide
I twitch my blade for the fight
Where ashes touch the clouded skies.
I ripped the paper from the ink
Its dying near from the sinking sink,
Where the telephone doesn't ring his ring
That left me feeling dark and dim
While rinseing hairy silver skins.
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Rise up at the ungodly wave where dissed, horizon shed and cave,
where ghosts loiter house and haze,
Where Summer touches man and brave
Where moon catches forever grave
Where love finds enacted crave
And yet here I stay awake,
While lying under covered face
With tempest sorrow and a slate
No further drenched in heavy dreath
As I loathe the quilt with dreaden scathe
Till I fell a'flot the viscera crath.
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Its illumunant haired and beady seen
With bells-brothy and cardinal seems
With legs limbed and flinty throat
With breaths that can't breath no more.
After 11 and before my know
The skeleton moved and let me grow
The ticker stopped with his speak
Illusions guided me near a creak
The emerald water had your eyes
Swirling liquid fire lies?
With a foot inside the land unknown
It griped me tight and broke me whole
On a mirror showing wrinkly wake
Tears dropping like the plague
Inside a cascade we sat
Dead as dorthy's silly cat
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Comin back for part-2 soon
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Scribbled tears
PoetryWhen I cry I write, when I feel lonely I quote , when I feel the crimson sun banishing my Scarlet mind into the abyss I sing. This is basically a poem's book. But it may contain some songs I wrote n quotes .... so its all my writings here You will...
